I think Potassium has something to do with yawning a lot.
To me it sounds like rather than reflecting other people you absorb their energy. If you were reflecting them you would have a boundary, with your own sense of self firmly established on your own side. It is interesting in terms of comparing Tub and Cancer. The process of both of these diseases involves boudary issues - poor health when the disease is in an invasive phase, and the body needs to encapsulate/wall off the lesions/tumors to separate the person from the disease.
Gail
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Date: Sat, 28 Nov 2009 14:13:46 -0600
Subject: [Minutus] Re: Black clothes
That is interesting..black doesn't reflect light. I would say that I've had
the curse of always reflecting others energy levels. So when rochelle says she
yawns with a client..i'd take that as reflection of her client...what is that,
nux vomica who yawns a lot? ( Maybe that guy can only breath freely when he is
in another country...maybe its the nature of france..i danced alone on a dance
floor in france when i could never do that in the usa. ) If someone is about
to cry..my body will pick it up before they start to cry and i will start to
cry before they do. I'm a good mimic. I'd say that half the time that i need a
remedy..its for someone else's problems that i've picked up.And i might not be
kidding. I am not phos. I took it once and thought i was floating in outer
space. I am more grounded in myself since i've been taking care of my mother.
I'm always at peace when i'm with her. She is a saint. So maybe that is why
i've worn black...to balance out my excessive transmediumship. Sometimes i can
be a better someone else than they can be themselves. So there is also an
element of competition here. If i play billiards with a master..i'm a master.
If I play billiards with a dud..i'm a dud. If i play with my
grandchildren...i'm almost 65...i;ll be chasing them and dancing and though
i'm panting...its so much fun..i can hardly stop. I love kids..even someone
else's kids. Grandkids are one reason to go on when everything in the world is
bleak. By the way, i wore a flowered dress once to a holiday dinner and my 3
year old granddaughter picked up the hem of the dress in her hand and held it
out and said..grandma, what a beautiful dress..so i've tried changing my
clothes for the grandkids..wearing colors and interesting things...because
they like that. Okay, done exposing this part of myself...back to black.
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